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Koriand'r sat on the bed, unmoving. Drake and Loki had finished explaining the circumstances of her presence here, on this foreign world.

Her last memory of her old world had taken some time to clearly identify - there was no clear demarcation of transition in her memory. Still, it was of fleeing the Gordanians in a slender but swift spacecraft, aiming for a foreign planet around a foreign star, fully expecting never to see home again. The transition she had made was one that provided her with absolute safety from those slavers, so she could hardly complain. She had simply 'crash landed' on a world different from the one she expected. She offered Drake and Loki a wan smile. "Thank you, then, for your rescue," she told Drake. "And you, for your confession of heartfelt love - I am happy to be here."

Loki let out a small laugh at that, something simultaneously self-effacing, dramatic, and arrogant. She placed one hand on her own sternum, raising her chin back. "I am pretty great, after all. It would have taken Drake a long time to seduce a big enough harem to summon you, without ol' Loki there to help him out." For his part, Drake simply wore a warm smile, clearly finding Loki's antics amusing and charming rather than annoying.

"I see. So, you mentioned something called a 'falna'?" Koriand'r prompted. From the way they spoke, a falna was a necessary part of life in this world. "Is there anything I must do before getting one?"

"We~ell, normally I ask the beautiful women like yourself-" Loki was cut off by Drake staring quiet daggers at her, making the goddess gulp. "-for nothing!" Loki shifted. "Since you're so gorgeous. You know. I would like to know just how strong you are, without a falna, though."

"I understand," Koriand'r agreed. She glanced around the room, looking for something decently close to her ability to lift it. She decided on the bed she was sitting on, standing up and lifting it from the side, hefting it easily into the air, complete with the girl still half-asleep on it, who was roused by the movement. "I would say something around here, perhaps a bit more, with ease," she told Loki.

"Huh?" Said the girl who had been sleeping on the bed. She was blonde, with pointed ears like a kitetch and a fluffy tail like a sarvi.

"My apologies," Koriand'r said, putting the bed back down. "I did not mean to rouse you - my name is Koriand'r. I believe I will soon be your co-wife, friend Haruhime Sanjouno."

Haruhime simply stared at Koriand'r for a long few seconds, one ear twitching. "Oh," she said, at last, taking a deep breath, then offering a wan smile. "I... do wish I had the chance to meet you in somewhat better condition," she noted, glancing down at herself, then pulling the blanket over her naked body as best she could.

Koriand'r didn't quite understand what she was speaking of. She supposed the girl was a bit sweat-slick? "I apologize. I have only just arrived." Haruhime blinked at her, uncomprehending.

Drake spoke up then. "It's a really long story, Haruhime, but in effect - I sort of 'summoned her' from another world," he explained.

"You have not told your own wife of this matter before now?" Koriand'r asked, looking at Drake, raising one eyebrow to make clear her disbelief. It was one thing to hide that sort of thing from his 'goddess' - Loki hardly appeared to be X'Hal - but from Haruhime? He had married the girl.

"Yeah," Drake said, nodding in acceptance of his own error. "Right. I'll have to tell Setsuko, too," he said. "It just was inertia, honestly." He knelt down at the bedside, taking Haruhime's hand in his. "Sorry, Haruhime. I didn't mean to deceive you in any way. I truly care for and love you. I want to make you happy. It's just that this is a very long, and very strange story, and I've gotten too used to not telling people from this world." Then he began to recount the story from the beginning.

Loki placed one hand on Koriand'r shoulder, having to stretch up a bit due to their substantial difference in heights. Kori turned her gaze to Loki, who was grinning. "Now, I've already heard lover boy's story two times today, so I don't want to hear it a third time. Let's get you a falna!" She declared, grinning vivaciously, wiggling the fingers on her free hand.

"Ah, you are correct, we ought to do that," Koriand'r agreed, smiling brightly.

"I'm always right," Loki said, nodding sagely to herself. She glanced at the bed, currently occupied by Haruhime, Drake still kneeling at the side - and then dragged Koriand'r over to her desk, plopping down on the chair. "Hop on pop," she said, giving a smack to her thigh.

"As you say," Koriand'r agreed easily, planting her buttocks atop Loki. "Am I well positioned upon father's lap?" She inquired, as she came to rest.

"Oh, excellently!" Loki agreed, her hands coming up to Koriand'r's top. For a few seconds, she struggled with the fabric, then paused. "Wait, how do you get this dang thing off?" Koriand'r let out a soft chuckle at that. "Don't laugh! I'm an expert at every bra on Gekai! It's not my fault you have some weird space alien top!"

"Of course not, Lady Loki," Koriand'r agreed. She reached up for the place where the top connected to her choker, unclasping it and letting it simply fall away. She heard Loki suck in a deep breath of silent admiration. "Is there something the matter?" She asked, when there was no sign of Loki giving her a falna.

"Yeah... you're too gorgeous! Ah! Too beautiful! It's so unfair! Why don't I get a free interdimensional harem, huh?" She asked, leaning in around Koriand'r and simply groping her bare breasts.

"Given that you have shared the company of Drake, Haruhime, Rei, and Julia, it seems as if you do, it is simply not as large as Drake's."

"Yeah? Well, so what? Mine should be the biggest! I'm the goddess, aren't I?" As she spoke, Loki got more ferocious with Koriand'r's boobs.

"That is what I have been told," Koriand'r agreed with a polite smile on her lips.

"You going to complain about the tittygroping?" Loki asked.

Koriand'r frowned at that. "It is not part of the process?"

"Nope." Loki purposefully popped the 'p,' exaggerating the sound of it.

"Then I shall complain. Please, properly give me a falna. If you wish to grope me afterwards, that can be arranged, but this is an important matter."

"Too true!" Loki said. She did not remove her hands from Koriand'r's breasts until Koriand'r removed them herself, grasping Loki's wrists and pulling them away from her bosom. "But what about the possibility you run off once you've got the falna?"

Koriand'r sighed. Until this point, she had believed Loki to be mature. Beyond the occasional shared joke with Drake, she had sounded by his speech to be quite competent and wise. However, at the moment she was simply coming off as an annoying brat.

"Hey! What's that sigh supposed to mean?!" Loki demanded. "I know that sigh! That's the 'Loki is an annoying brat, not a beautiful genius' sigh, isn't it?! I'd recognize it anywhere!"

"It sounds as if you have become distressingly familiar with it," Koriand'r replied. "Please. Do provide me with a falna. From everything that's been said, it would be the wisest course of action for us both, would it not?"

"Maybe," Loki grumbled. "Ugh! Fine! Here it goes!" There was a small noise, a pinprick of blood splashing down on Koriand'r's back, and then a feeling like a rush of power. Koriand'r let out a breath alongside it, her eyes widening. The rush felt rather like when she had first been filled with solar energy by the Psion's work, save for the fact that, of course, it was far more pleasant. Her whole body seemed to tingle with a sudden strength and fullness, even the smallest part of her body seeming full of endless energy, as she felt the power gush through her body.

Naturally, Loki used the opportunity to grope Koriand'r's breasts. Koriand'r was annoyed, though only really because Loki had simply done it without asking. Such friendly skinship would have been quite pardonable if it hadn't been for the fact that she was obviously doing it purely because Koriand'r had not agreed. As such, she instead raised one arm, aiming her elbow at the back of Loki's head, and simply brought it down in a smooth movement.

"Oooo!" Loki whined, hands going for the back of her head. "What did I do to deserve this?! Overgod Venus, whyyyyy?"

"You groped me without asking permission," Koriand'r said, her voice not really cross but still stern.

"Ah... wait!" Loki suddenly perked up. "So I can't grope you without permission?" Koriand'r nodded. "But I can with permission?" Koriand'r nodded again. "Aha! Perfecto!" Loki rubbed her hands together manically, and Koriand'r expected her to simply ask for permission. Instead she tried groping Koriand'r again, earning another bonk, and a mad cackle from the woman in question. Koriand'r simply rose from her lap, beginning to get dressed once more. It was the quick work of a second or two, and a momentary adjustment to get her clothes back in their proper position.

* * *

Setsuko had seen Drake looking serious when he arrived at her home. She had thought it had been about the whole business with Hestia, that he was here to chide her and boss her around. Instead, it had turned out that there was an entirely different issue that had brought him here. Apparently, he was from another world, and it was quite the tale. She didn't really understand all the implications. If Noriko was from another world, then what had become of her Noriko? She didn't really understand at all, even after having it explained to her, and she couldn't bring herself to bother him to explain it all a second time to an old maid like her. She decided that Noriko was her Noriko and she would stop thinking about it.

"I see," was all Setsuko said, letting out a long breath. She just gave Drake a smile. "Wherever you are from, I still love you, Drake," she said, taking his hand in hers and giving it an appreciative squeeze. "I love you."

"I love you too, Setsuko," he told her, gently wrapping her in a full hug, just holding her body against his. "I'm sorry for not telling you earlier. I really should have. It was the wrong foot to begin our marriage on."

She just let out a little giggle. "And the threesome wasn't?" A moment later, she worried she'd gone too far - Goro would... not have liked that. "Sorry, I-"

Before she could say any more, he put a finger to her lips. "It wasn't. We both know that I have sex with other woman. You knew that full well before we got married. That was honest to our relationship, even if it wasn't normal. But lying to you, or hiding things of that kind of importance, is wrong to do to the woman I married, and I promise not to do it again."

She felt her cheeks heat up at that, nodding along. Shouldn't she tell him about Hestia? Her mouth moved, but no sound came out. "I- Drake, I..." she paused again. How could she say that to him?

The front door suddenly slammed open, and Setsuko heard Hestia's voice. "Uuuugh, Hephaistos is so mean!" She yelled out, not to anyone in particular. "She wants me to talk to your dumb husband! Where is he..." Hestia entered the room, her voice trailing off as she caught sight of Setsuko in Drake's loving embrace. "...ahahaha!" Hestia said, grinning awkwardly as she met Drake's eyes. "It's not that I meant you were dumb, Drago!"

"It's Drake," Drake said.

"Right! Drake!" Hestia said. "I just meant, that it was dumb, that I had to find you, that's all!" Hestia explained, staring up at Drake with obvious fear.

"Why did Hephaistos ask you to find me?" Drake asked her, letting go of Setsuko for the moment. Setsuko could only nervously fidget - and Hestia promptly started fidgeting too, pushing her fingers together awkwardly. "Who are you, anyway?"

"I'm Hestia," Hestia declared. "I just descended to Gekai recently, so I don't have much of a familia yet, but-"

"No. You don't have any familia yet." Hestia's mouth opened and closed. It was true, of course.

"A-anyway! Like I was saying! I think Setsuko would make an amazing adventurer!" She pointed directly at Setsuko, speaking with such absolute confidence in Setsuko (probably undeserved...) as to make her jump in place in surprise.

"She's pregnant," Drake said.

"Y-yeah? So?" Hestia asked, already starting to wilt at the obvious comment.

"So you want to take my pregnant wife into the Dungeon, when she's been a housewife for the past sixteen years?"

"Ah..." Hestia trailed off. "She said yes! She's your wife, not your slave! So there!" Drake took one step towards Hestia, his expression annoyed, and immediately Hestia bowed sharply. "Sorry, sorry! Please don't beat me up! Agh... poo..." she muttered to herself, as Drake put one hand on the back of Hestia's head.

"I'm not going to beat you up," he said, though his voice couldn't disguise his annoyance. Hestia let out a sigh of relief, standing up suddenly.

"Right! So, since she's not your slave, then, it's up to her! Unless you're a big old bully jerk!" She poked Drake in the chest accusingly at that. "You think you can bully women just because you have a bunch of wives, huh?"

"No, I don't think that at all, I love all my wives."

"Kuh... I know you're not lying, but jeez! Three wives?! What's wrong with one, huh?"

"I have eight wives," Drake explained.

Hestia looked like her head was about to explode. "Eight wives?!? Setsuko! This guy's a pervert! He's a pervert! You gotta break up with him! Divorce him! Nooooowwwwww!" Hestia declared, hopping atop Drake as if trying to distract or hold him while Setsuko escaped. Drake just seemed to react with annoyance more than anything else.

Setsuko spoke up at that point. "It's okay... he does love me. Besides, he has three different bodies," she explained. "And... Drake..." She pulled one hand up to her chest, curling a tight fist. "I do... want to go to the Dungeon..." Her voice warbled, and it didn't sound convincing even to her. She could feel her eyes watering. She was so pathetic. Even the dream of going into the Dungeon, becoming self sufficient, important - that wasn't a dream she'd come up with on her own. It had been Hestia who had come up with it and planted it in her mind, and she knew it was there because it would benefit Hestia. What would be wrong with staying home and raising a second child? Drake loved her and treated her kindly. Wasn't that enough?

"If that's what you want, Setsuko," Drake said. He grabbed Hestia by the hips, hefting her off his body, detaching her forcibly but gently before putting her back down on the ground. "But I don't really see much benefit from you joining Hestia's familia. From what I've heard, she's a lazy idiot."

"What?!" Hestia demanded, making Drake turn her way. "Wha- of course!" Her face crinkled up into a scowl-sneer. "That darn flattie Loki is poisoning her familia against me! Well she's just jealous of my big boobs, when she's flat as a board!"

"She's a C-cup now," Drake said with a smile.

"N-no! No! She just pads her bra or something, she can't be a C-cup, gods don't get bigger boobs down the line!" Hestia denied, shaking her head rapidly. "It's fake! They're fake boobs!"

"I didn't hear that you were a lazy idiot from Loki, anyway," Drake said.

"Wh-what? Who? No! Hephaistos? Was it her?!" She started tearing up at the betrayal.

Drake just sighed and shook his head. "Look. Hestia. You have no familia. What's the benefit of Setsuko joining your nonexistent familia?"

Hestia's mouth opened and closed at that. "E-eh... because then I'll have a familia..."

"What is the benefit to anyone whose name doesn't begin with an H and end with an Estia?"

Hestia bit her lip. "I-I'll be a really good goddess! I'll do my best to look out for her, and make sure she doesn't die, a-and, and I promise to take care of her!" She was practically wailing with desperation by this point. She just grabbed Drake, mashing her forehead right into his stomach. "Pleeeeease let me get Setsuko as a member of my familia! Please please please!"

Drake just sighed at that. "Let me ask my other wives."

"Thank you, thank you!" Hestia said, letting go of Drake. She blinked. "Are you going to ask them now?"

"I have three bodies," Drake told her.

* * *

Rei was feeling pretty good about herself, after getting her pussy eaten by Alexandra, and now having Julia eating her pussy. She wanted to go visit her moms and get her pussy eaten by Alexandra again, but, you had to really work to get that kind of thing done. Well, she'd done most of the work. She was just feeling lazy. Plus she probably needed Drake there, to push things forward, and-

The door to the bedroom open, and there was Drake. Rei popped up, grinning, then her smile vanished as she saw that he wasn't there to fuck her or do anything fun by the expression on his face. He idly hooked his foot around the door and knocked it closed, leaving the three of them alone. "What's up?" Rei asked, holding Julia down so her bitch didn't try to get up to participate in the conversation. She wasn't as good a pussy-eater as her mom, but she was a more available one, plus she was her soulmate.

"Hestia. What do you know about her?"

"Idiot with big tits," Rei said. Julia continued struggling to get out of her pussy, and she let out a sigh as she did so.

"Suuuuper cute! She has a sort of Rei vibe, where she's an annoying brat, so it's funny to watch her go, but also you don't feel bad about her getting bullied!"

What the hell?! She gave Julia a backhanded slap for that, sharp and cruel. "Don't talk bad about me, Bitch! I'm the boss here!"

"Ah, sorry, joousama," Julia said, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "This dumb bitch just can't help but speak her stupid mind! She was trying to distract herself with your pussy, but then goshujinsama came in!"

"Right, I met Hestia, I know her personality," Drake said, completely ignoring all the flagrant insults that Rei was receiving from Julia. "But she's trying to recruit Setsuko for her familia, and I wanted to know how terrible of an idea that was."

"Ah..." Julia hummed in response to the question. "I don't know, goshujinsama... Hestia is reeeeeally stupid. She gets her whole familia millions of valis in debt." That made Drake's expression immediately darken. Drake was a super miser about money, even though as an adventurer he was now making it hand over fist. "Does she have Bell in her familia yet?"

"No," Drake replied. "Setsuko would be the first."

"Nnng," Rei groaned. "Great. Well, we can't even assume she'll get Bell in her familia, with or without Setsuko there. It's too presumptive to just assume that the canon timeline will repeat itself. We've made a total mess of it. Heck, even if she gets Bell, he might not get his canonical huge crush on Ais, and then no Liaris Freeze and he's just a normie."

"Isn't it called Realis Phrase?" Julia asked.

"No," Rei replied, idly kicking Julia's face, just making her list to the side as she got smacked. "Should Hestia even be down here yet? The story starts with Bell already part of Hestia's familia, which in turn is well after her first descent, because Omori isn't a retard who can't write. No offense," she added, glancing up at Drake.

Drake looked more offended by the line 'no offense' than he did by the statement itself. Well, whatever. "So the question is, should Setsuko join a totally empty familia run by a stupid goddess who wastes money?" Drake asked.

"Ah, goshujinsama! Maybe you should seduce Hestia!" Julia proclaimed, completely changing the topic. "She fell totally head over heels in love with Bell, because he was her first familia member, so it should be really easy!"

"I don't think she likes me, on account of the 'being married to eight women' thing." He paused. "By the way, it's soon to be nine. I summoned Koriand'r."

"Ohhh fuck yeah!" Rei declared, recalling their brief discussion the previous day. "Starfire, baby! Now that's a hot DC chick, plus she's bi, so she might actually eat me out!"

"If you want her to sleep with you, you should be actually polite. Loki acted like her normally grabby idiot self and didn't get anywhere."

"Oh, I shouldn't try to use Loki's amazing seduction techniques of 'be annoying as fuck' and 'be annoying on purpose?' Thanks for the info, babe," Rei said, though she gave Drake a smile just so he knew that she didn't mean it. "Loki is seriously soooo fucking bad at seduction, it's insane. I literally say, 'if you eat my pussy, you can grope my boobs,' and she's like, 'nah. I'll just try to grope your boobs anyway.'"

"Yes, I have seen this exact scenario play out a dozen times," Drake agreed.

"Goshujinsama!" Julia said. "I think you should be really nice and sweet to Hestia to make her fall in love with you, even if she's a totally useless stupid annoying brat trying to get Setsuko killed!"

Drake stared at Julia for a couple seconds, as did Rei. Sometimes Julia was impossible to read. Did she say it like that just to be her usual annoying self, or to make it obvious why he shouldn't take on Hestia as a familia member? He let out a sigh. "I guess... I'll talk to Setsuko, tell her what you've told me, and leave it as her decision." He obviously wasn't too happy about that.

"Good idea," Rei agreed. "Now this bitch needs a good ass-fucking, don't you agree, Julia?" She asked, and Julia remained utterly silent and unreactive, as if she'd been speaking to somebody else and goddammit. "This bitch needs a good assfucking, don't you agree, you stupid fucking nameless cunt?"

"Ah!" Julia said. "Yes, joousama!" Julia smiled before stuffing her face back in Rei's pussy, flipping up her skirt to invite Drake to fuck her. Rei just grinned as Drake decided to join them, quietly borrowing Julia's senses. That girl had an asshole that felt almost as sensitive as her pussy, and Rei was going to ride that assfucking right to the orgasm train.

* * *

I was seated with Setsuko in her bedroom, having just gotten done explaining everything that I'd learned from Rei and Julia about Hestia to her. "You don't have to make a decision one way or another," I told her, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "And you don't have to join a new familia if you don't want to. You can always become an adventurer in the Hephaistos familia, after all - or maybe even join the Loki familia. I'm sure Loki would like you." Mostly because of her big boobs, which seemed to have gone up a cup size since her pregnancy started (or maybe that was just an illusion). "It really is your decision, though. I just want you to make it having all the facts I can give you."

Setsuko looked down at her knees, contemplating the offer slowly and thoughtfully. She fidgeted quietly in place. I couldn't read her thoughts or anything, so I just let her quietly contemplate the question, sitting next to her. At last, she spoke up. "I think... I should join the Hestia familia..." she said, at last, looking at me for approval. I just nodded along, giving her a warm smile. If she was going to join Hestia's familia, then I had to make sure to be as nice to Hestia as possible, so I mentally stealed myself to try to be polite and kind with the little goblin-woman going forward.

I liked Rei and Loki, after all. It shouldn't be too hard to deal with Hestia's own foibles. "Okay. We should probably make sure she can't spend all your money, when you join her familia," I added.

"Oh, yes! Don't worry, Drake," Setsuko said, smiling gently. "I'm not that much of an old maid, that I don't know anything about money. Back in the Far East, women were expected to help manage the family finances," she said. There was a surprising note of confidence to her voice, and there was also something intensely sexy about her words, too, but I just put it aside for the moment.

I could always fuck Setsuko later. "Great." I gave her hand a squeeze. "Let's go, then," I said, taking Setsuko along with me out to meet up with a pacing Hestia.

"You're totally not coming..." Hestia whimpered, her whole body drooping simultaneously, like she was a dog that had just been doused in water. "Ahhh!" She cried out to the heavens.

"No, I'm coming," Setsuko said, her voice soft. "But you can't have any of the money I have right now. It's from my late husband, who I loved, so I can't give you any of it, understand?" I tried to suppress my twitch of annoyance at Setsuko's words of love for Goro. He was a nasty piece of work who had done so much damage to her, but she still loved him on some level. I understood that. It could be hard to abandon such thoughts, after all.

"Fine, fine, okay!" Hestia said, bouncing in place with giddy glee, rushing towards the pair of us. She grabbed Setsuko's hands in hers, her breasts naturally attracting my attention as they just moved freely up and down. She really wasn't wearing a bra, with boobs like those? My incredulity wasn't due to the sexiness of it (it wasn't like Loki had any more restrained a sense of fashion), it was just that I would assume it would be uncomfortable. Especially with that blue ribbon thing cutting into them. Apparently, not, though, because Hestia was still wearing a brilliant smile as she looked up at Setsuko - then a more sinister one as she met my gaze. "Staring at my boobs, Drake?" She said. "Aren't you married?! And your wife is right here!?! She even has bigger boobs, you total perv! Setsuko!" She started, no doubt about to demand Setsuko divorce me.

"I just was thinking about how it should be really uncomfortable to bounce around without a bra on," I told her, which as the honest truth, made her let out a quiet 'guh' in response. "I'm actually-" having a threesome with Julia and Rei at the moment, I did not say. "I'm actually really glad that you're helping Setsuko to break out of her shell," I said. I knelt down so that I was closer to eye level with Hestia. "She's had a really hard time of her life, for over a decade now. Treat her kindly, okay?" I tried not to include any implicit threats in that, even if I was feeling them on the inside, because Hestia was a dumb gremlin and Setsuko was somebody who inspired an intense desire to protect in me.

"Yes, yeah huh, I totally will!" Hestia agreed readily, just saying whatever thoughts came into her head rather than thinking things through for a single second.

And that's how Setsuko's career as an adventurer began.

* * *

Koriand'r hummed as she contemplated Drake. He was handsome, appealing, but the emotions she experienced as she looked at him were incongruous from that. He seemed kind and honest, but again, the emotions were far too grave a reaction for so mild a stimulus. It was more as if she had fallen utterly in love with him since her arrival in this world - as if she had fallen in love with him at first sight. She understood that was as true as it likely could be, that the feelings she experienced were a product of the strange and alien process of transition, but the incongruity was still present in the forefront of her mind.

"Kori," he said, after gently tucking Haruhime back into bed. He treated his wife with obvious love, of course. "I love you," he said, and those words made a heat rise to her cheeks, her heart pumping that little bit faster in her chest in response. He took her hand in his, giving it a squeeze. "I'm glad to be able to meet you. I've read so much about you, seen your highs and lows, and you're an amazing woman, honestly. I want to be part of your life."

He wanted something in return, she could tell. She smiled at him. She even knew she could honestly tell him that she loved him back - but it felt wrong to speak so casually of such affection. He had known her for years, known her deepest secrets, seen her inner thoughts. She had only been in a room with him for an hour or two.

Still. He was going to be her friend and compatriot, and he had been nothing but trustworthy and honest until now. So she leaned into him, softly meeting his lips with her own, tasting him, by way of answer. He let out a soft noise of surprise and delight into her mouth, his fingers trailing across her skin, dancing their way slowly down her whole body until he found her buttocks, at which point he gave it a firm grope and squeeze. She let out a noise of pleasure all her own into his mouth, and he popped his lips away from hers.

"I have a magical power that lets me make the sex... incredibly good," he told her.

"Stupid good!" Loki agreed. "It's like your whole body becomes a clit or something, it's just crazy! Unless you're talking about the one that turns you into the sexiest thing in the whole world, which is also crazy and awesome," Loki explained, grinning all the while.

Koriand'r's brow furrowed momentarily. He wanted to know if she wished to experience that power. "If we're to be together, I would like our first time to honest," she told him. "No trickery. Just body and body, pressed against one another, twined together, as the gods intended. There will be plenty of time to discover other things."

"Got it," he said, smiling, and then leaned in to kiss her again, his tongue forcefully entering her mouth. She flicked at it, curious for a moment, then met it in a proper kiss, humming into his mouth. The experience was intense, the sheer closeness and delight of their two bodies, pressed up against one another. Tongue pressed against tongue, and the twisting and twining taking place inside their mouths was the most exquisite and intimate one that she'd ever relished. She pushed her body against Drake's more forcefully, her hands going to his buttocks, just squeezing them, as she all but ground herself up against him.

For a while, that was all there was, kissing and making love like that, sweet lips locked against other sweet lips, their breathing becoming ragged with the exertion of it. She could feel his hard length, scarcely constrained inside the fabric of his lower garment; and he, no doubt, could feel just as surely her own hard nipples, scraping against him through both their tops. When they broke off the kiss again, he stared into her eyes, full of genuine longing and animal, carnal desire. A soft breath escaped her throat - and he reached down for his pants, pulling them down in a rush.

He looked large. Appetizing, even. His hard cock bounced in the air, slapping absently against her stomach, smearing his precum against her belly. She shivered at the sensation of it, sucking in an eager, desperate breath, wanting it in a way she had never wanted a man's body before. Her hand reached down for his cock, stroking it eagerly, her eyes once more locking on his own, both of them full of their own sort of passion. His, long-held, long-developed, finally released in the realization of a fantasy simultaneously romantic and erotic; her, newfound and impassioned, the love of a maiden who has just fallen head over heels for her man.

A soft groan escaped his lips, and she could resist the urge no longer, reaching up to unhook the clasp holding her top together, then simply waving her hips back and forth, letting her clothes tangle up around her ankles so that she was naked before her man. There was a faint thrill that ran up her spine at that turn of phrase: her man. And he was her man, wasn't he? "You are mine, are you not?" She breathed out, the words coming out with far more intensity of meaning and desire than she intended, her hand guiding his manhood towards her slick and weeping sex. "My man."

"I am," he half-growled the words out, his hands going for her hips, starting to pull her slowly towards his length. He had an outrageous strength, more than enough to dominate her and control her pace, but he moved in such a manner as to make it obvious that she could stop him if she so wished. "And you're my woman, too, aren't you?"

"I am." The words felt so true, so intuitive, so passioned and unreasoned - but she had hardly any time to think about them, because at that point he thrust inside her, pulling her down atop his hard rod, filling her up in a heartbeat. A low mewl of blissful pleasure escaped her throat at the sensation, the simple reality of being united with the man she loved. She leaned into him, finding his lips once more, their mouths pushing against one another. She used her flight to make her position simpler, wrapping her legs around his waist as she held her naked body against his, one hand running through his short, dark hair, the other grasping his back from behind.

He groaned into her mouth, intoxicated by her. His mouth sucked and slurped on hers, trying to drain out her saliva as they kissed, and she delighted in it, in the way he showed so clearly that whatever had brought them together, he wanted her. One of his hands rested on her thigh, half to grope it, half out of a misguided attempt to keep her body level. The other ran through her hair, stroking its way up to her scalp then holding her in the kiss with the same ferocity she brought to keeping him in it. Lip smacked against lip, wet noises filling the air, and both their bodies seemed to tremble in desire.

At that point, he used his grasp on her thigh to start pushing her up his length. Her insides felt as if they were being turned inside out, but she didn't complain in the slightest. On the contrary, she relished every movement of his hips, her fingers grasping the thigh, her eyelashes fluttering, her tongue flicking against his with the same eager energy as always. Eventually, she arrived at the point where only the very tip of his cock was inside her, teasing her with all the pregnant possibilities - then he slammed her down his whole length with a sudden, forceful movement.

She let out a squeak into his mouth, the pleasure of being so suddenly united with her lover rather intoxicating in its own right. She wrapped her legs all the tighter around his hips, simply grinding against him, pressing her breasts into his chest, her sex into his groin. He let go of her thigh, sliding the hand around and around until it found her engorged clit, pulsing with desire, and started to play with it.

Her pleasure only grew at that point, of course. Her man, Drake Holt, with his eight wives and yet more lovers, knew what he was doing in terms of sex. Even without the application of that magic he had mentioned, her body could only tremble atop him, having to break the kiss at last to drink more deeply of the air of this alien world, her forehead pressed against his. "I love you," he breathed out, full of this kind of raw, animal energy, one that made her feel so truly desired, the way he looked at her being rather like a hunter who has just spotted a gold-plumed kechka and is now in fierce pursuit. "I love you so much, Koriand'r," he repeated.

At those words, she came, moaning as she did, thrashing in mindless pleasure atop him. Her lips sought out his once more, and they mashed lip against lip, tongues slipping between their mouths as they moved about. Their heads tilted and twisted in place, their bodies mashing against one another ever more frantically. Her own eyes seemed to spin with pure, blissful pleasure, and she could feel the way his own pleasure intensified beneath her, as their bodies pushed like that. When she broke off the kiss, it was only after her orgasm finished. She let out a desperate, wet pant, pressing her forehead against his once more, relishing their closeness.

"Fuck that's hot," came Loki's voice from the sidelines, and both Drake and Koriand'r turned their gazes over to the woman in question. "What? It's my room! Come on! I can say stuff like that!" Drake raised one hand, making a come hither gesture to Loki, and Koriand'r watched with curiosity as Loki approached. "Yeah, I know, even the six four babe with the amazonian goddess body can't compare to ol' Loki," she said, a stupid grin on her face as she joked. Drake reached up between her breasts, hooking his finger into some invisible item between her breasts.

"Alright, that's all, unless you want to lick somebody," Drake said.

"Lick somebody?! Kuh! You think I give blowjobs for free now?" Loki crossed her arms, and Drake kissed Koriand'r right on the lips once more, distracting her from Loki's presence by bringing his hand up to her breast. "Man... hey, Koriand'r, you'll fuck me later, right? I mean, I'm the great and powerful goddess Loki, leader of your new familia, it's only natural for you to be all, hummana hummana I guess I'll eat that puss," she said, and Koriand'r elected to simply ignore her, focusing on her future husband instead of the goddess in question.

She was fairly certain that Loki was being intentionally annoying, anyway. She just enjoyed their lips pushing against one another, of tongue against tongue, of vital and endless intimacy, of the sheer closeness as Loki watched and shifted and sulked. Drake inside her, Drake's hand playing with her clit, his other hand finding and playing with her breast, teasing her nipple with his thumb, making sweet, gentle waves of pleasure wash over her body. She grew ever closer to another ecstatic orgasm - but she wasn't the one to actually come.

No, instead, Loki's endless rambling about how she was being cruelly mistreated by Drake was interrupted by a seemingly spontaneous moan, her whole body twitching. "Ah, what'sh, ohhhhh," she moaned, her knees knocking against one another before she collapsed to them. "Oooo, Drake, you're such, a bully," was as far as she got before she came, kneeling next to the pair of them, staring at the place where their bodies met with mindless eyes and a drooling mouth.

She certainly didn't seem to mind being so 'bullied,' though, so Koriand'r didn't worry either. This was obviously some sort of game the pair played, and she focused instead on the ongoing kiss, her tongue forcing its way still further into Drake's mouth, positioning herself atop him in a more dominant position, his own body winding up falling down and backwards onto his butt after several frantic seconds. Not that she minded the new position - if anything, it was easier for her to pump her sex up and down his length as they made out like that, saliva dripping out of her mouth down into his, her eyes closing as she kissed him ever more passionately.

She came soon enough, moaning into his mouth, enjoying the intimacy and closeness of being with the man in question. The man who - despite sense and the novelty of their relationship - she loved, and who loved her, perhaps even more dearly and deeper. Her wet sex, already weeping and drooling around his length, gripped and squeezed his cock, and soon enough, he let go inside of her, erupting like a geyser as hot seed spilled into her womanhood. She let out a long, luxurious sigh as she broke off the kiss. "Thank you, Drake," she told him, from her position atop him. "I am glad that our first time was... as intimate as it could be, with Loki's presence."

He let out a chuckle at that, and both of them turned to look at Loki, who had started just frantically masturbating, whatever magic he'd used turning her into a hypersensitive mess. "I'm happy that it was nice for you, too. Want to go a second round, though?"

"Mmm... I just might," she told him, feeling his cock twitch inside her, and leaned down for a fresh kiss.

* * *

Since I had an extra body, and Setsuko was a Level One with no stat that broke 20 (after her falna was updated as part of her process of transferrence), I went into the Dungeon alongside her. "Now, please, Setsuko, never ever go into the Dungeon without somebody else, okay?" I said, as we stepped in.

"Y-yes, Drake!" She was wearing some good quality metal armor, covering her chest, forearms, and thighs, wielding an unusually large, slender sword - an odachi. It was similar to the kind of giant blade that Goro had wielded, and I doubted that was a coincidence. "I won't!" She said, shaking her head in a hurry, taking in a deep breath as she nervously looked around the Dungeon. We were only at the first floor, but the cloying darkness of the place had already begun to play out, as we left the entrance. I let a gentle shine of sapphire blue emanate from my body - easier than using a torch - as we slowly made our way into the Dungeon.

It spat out three goblins from the wall, and I watched as Setsuko heaved and swung her sword into their midst, letting out a squeak as one dodged (though the other two got cut into, costing her momentum in the process). She obviously wasn't super experienced with a weapon, and my mind immediately ran through people who could help train her. Ais was a really good swordswoman, and she'd been willing to help train Noriko. The third goblin leapt at Setsuko, and while Setsuko herself tried to draw up her sword to defend herself, I could see it wasn't moving fast enough - so I hurled a throwing knife directly at the goblin's head, knocking it off course and sending it skidding across the ground.

"Ah! Thanks, Drake!" She said, smiling brightly at me - and the Dungeon's roof began to shift, just barely visible and audible to me, over her head. I hurriedly moved up towards it, grabbing the goblin that was produced by it, the weak thing kicking futilely at me before I just ripped its head off.

"Don't try that sort of cheap-" I started, before noticing the wall bursting behind Setsuko, her hurriedly sweeping around to try to block off the six goblins that were spilling out. "You motherfucker," I growled, rushing down towards the ground again, hurling my throwing knives at the goblins that were still out, killing one, two, three, four, five - and then the sixth leapt towards Setsuko, but was fortunately just cut in half by my wife. She'd squeezed her eyes shut in fear, though, as it came, blood splattering across her body as it hit the ground in two separate parts.

"Setsuko," I said, making her open her eyes, looking at me as I was pretty much the only visible thing around. "You should keep your eyes open."

"A-ah, yes, sorry, Drake," she said, a flush appearing across her cheeks.

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